We return to visit the rock art, taking note of the hike length on the tourist information sign this time. It is a nice, winding walk through changing scenery; ending with a shallow drop down into a quiet valley, a stream flows through. On the other side of the stream lies the rock art. The whole area has a very calming feel and it is not hard to understand why this landscape would have significance.

Our next camp is in Paroo-Darling National Park, and that’s also our next stop. We drive for around four hours on unsealed roads, and only pass through one town.

The roads turn from red to grey and the landscape from bushland to paddocks, but the flowers stay the same, yellow, white and purple.

Coach and Horses campground is a welcome break from open roads. An oasis by the riverside shaded by tall gum trees. We drive in, passing a sign that reads “Do not camp under the River Redgums” and then park up in a designated camping area under a tall gum tree, whose branch will lean out over our tents.

Google can’t tell us whether this is a River Redgum or not, because we lost phone signal a day ago. We take the uneducated risk and there were no sudden losses of limbs or lives in the night.

I would probably not take the chance again, just to be extra safe, as River Redgums can drop a limb without warning.

The fridge is still very well stocked from the start of the trip. Kathlyne pulls out a bag of chicken that has been there since Sydney, six days ago. She smells it and screws up her nose. We decide not to take two risks in one night. Joe still manages to cook up another feast, with a few menu adjustments.